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| - when i close my eyes and imagine the perfect spa experience i find myself walking around a beautiful, calm space, full of the sounds of running water, decorated with slate, dark wood and and glass. everything seems fresh and clean. there is a soft robe waiting for me, a locker room with rows and rows of showers, a waiting area with plush couches and a counter of healthy snacks and drinks (plus coffee in case i missed getting some along the way here). the staff is friendly and subdued. helpful, but not overly "loud" to disrupt the peace that's settling over me.
i love my body scrub, i adore my bath. i'm completely relaxed by my hot-stone massage, and the facial tops it off perfectly. i continue to be impressed by how flawlessly everything flows into the next. everyone i come in contact with is helpful, professional, and seems as content to be in the space as i am.
in between the series of treatments i receive, i'm escorted back to the waiting area and am allowed to indulge in jacuzzis, steam rooms, hot and cold pools, but i mostly choose to lounge and sip tea. i would and could linger in this space all day, but the only way to share it with others is to leave and tell them about it.
when i close my eyes, nobody rushes me. nobody asks anything of me but to enjoy these perfect treatments and this perfect atmosphere. i am pampered, indulged, completely relaxed and blissful.
when i open my eyes, i'm at THEbathhouse at mandalay bay.
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